One more reason to love this guy… and maybe be a little jealous…
Oh, Willy, you are making my life very interesting right now.
You know I do this blog so that I can get famous and then use that to entice a publisher into taking a chance and printing my sci-fi novel. So I try, between the silly pictures, to do some serious writing, even about silly topics, just to show that I can.
That is the only reason that my stats are so important to me… well, that and the fact that I am a shameless, self-serving egomaniac who loves to be the center of attention…
But ever since I started posting pictures of my friend Willy…
my stats have been going a little haywire. In a good way.
Let’s just break it down, shall we?
On an average day, before the whole Willy thing started, I get about 50 to 100 hits. Sometimes a little more, now and then a little less. Weekends are always slow. I might get 20 to 40 hits per day then.
Then I started doing pictures of Willy.
On Saturday, when he first showed up, I got 131 hits.
Sunday, 116.
Monday, 174.
Today, 227.
Don’t get me wrong. Any hit is a good hit. And there was a day long ago when I got 1, 700 plus hits in one day… I still don’t know why… And I have had lots of other good days. But this seems to be a trend.
I pride myself on the number of comments I get, and I have some posts with hundreds of comments. But not all of them, oh no.
Since Willy arrived, he has gotten 266 comments… all of them very sweet and loving.
Now once again, half of these comments are mine, because I answer every comment I get on this blog, and WordPress adds those to the total I am fairly certain. But still, this kid is a phenomenon.
So have I been wasting my time trying to amuse people with my wit and charm and stories of my life?
Are you, even now, reading any of these words, or are you just looking at the pictures of the adorable baby?
Maybe I should stop telling stories and just scan all the pictures of my kids when they were little. Put them on the blog with no words at all, and my stats will stay crazy forever.
Hey, I am not bitter… maybe, as I said, a little jealous. But not bitter. Who could stay mad at that face?
But I will tell you one thing. I know Willy. And if you all disappear when he finishes his little one man show, this is the face he is going to give you…
And you wouldn’t want that, now would you?
Pouring My Art Out 
You and buckwheat are 85% of those smart comments…lol
We just ramble.
I am not going anywhere after Willy week…since I am more interested in the sci-fi novel.
Yay… okay, see ya later tonight.
i like to think i’ve helped contribute to your comments and stats…
You know you have.
i rock then, or rap or umm….
You are a rock with a wrapper… in a beat box.
ahaha! i like that!
you sly cat on the prowl
for
no not the owl
Simmer down.
si si simmer dow d down
take off the crown
is not the rule
to jump a stool
Jump a stool? Is that like pinching a loaf? Dropping a bomb?
ewww if that’s what you call it..
I am way more inventive than that.
uh oh that sounds scary
People have been coming up with names for that for as long as we had language. I am not going to reinvent the wheel.
why not?
Because we don’t need new wheels… or slang terms for taking a dump.
for what?
sigh…
well that’s a new term for it?
I have to go make a sigh…
ewwww
pft… I just peed
well that is not “sigh”
No, that is what pft means now.
nooooo!
He who laughs last laughs best…
bawhahaha
See, my laugh is better than that. It is the best.
pft
Hey… watch where you are aiming that thing… ha…
what thing? 😉
Sigh… flush…
turning red are you?
Nope… everything went smoothly.
sick and wrong…
Just part of nature’s beautiful plan.
well i wouldn’t call it beautiful…
There are some people who find it sexy… sick, twisted people, but hey, I don’t judge.
not me! lol
They like to lay down under glass tables and watch the magic happen. Why are we talking about this on Willy week posts? You have no sense of placement, you know that?
you started it!
Look back and you will find that I didn’t. I admit I got sucked into it.
shoot you looked back…lol well at least it kept you busy!
you can’t help getting sucked in!
I am a sucker or a suckee… that sounded wrong.
well babies are! 😉 (how’s that for bringing back round?)
Oh, good one.
why thank you (dejavu)
deja-poo; the feeling that we talked about this s*#@ already…
indeed i think we’ve wiped it all over…
We are on the skids.
or down a hole!
Let’s just let this one go, shall we?
down the pipes
Seriously, we need to pinch this one off.
the loaf?
I like the way you used the corn for texture…
We are doing a Cheech and Chong skit, right?
ummm
Google it…
did you say poogle it?
You wish.
quite poosibly not..
I see what you did there.
me?
Lord have mercy! He IS growing up literally right before our eyes! Take for instance that pic in the orange striped shirt… Look at the size of that boy’s hands and feet in that one! He is definitely going to be taking after his papa in size and height if they are any indication, which they usually most definitely are. Sure hope for your sake he is a cool dude and does enjoy what you did to him as a baby when he gets older and way way way bigger. LOL. You only have babies for a year. After that they become children. Still fun and all but there is just something about babies. Sniff.
I know. But when he is old enough to kick my ass, I will be so old that it would just be embarassing.
-has bought front row seats tickets to the show. ❤
Yay. Help yourself to snacks. And do not wander off alone. There are quicksand pools and stuff.
Just to warn you, this isn’t all about babies…
There is some weird stuff back down there in the lower regions of the outpouring of my brain stem.
-puts on her gum boots and heads off down the back, with her spider girl flashlight, and a GPS- I can’t wait. ❤
Seriously. There are photoshop pictures of Dick Cheney and Romney in compromising positions… nothing dirty… crack squirrels… a fish with a penis growing out of his head… that one is real, they live in Vietnam… and pictures of me as a baby. Also, a third of my sci-fi novel is posted up above under that button at the top if you get lost and need something to read… or some of my original song videos are up there under a button also.
And honestly, this blog only makes sense if you start at the very bottom and climb your way out.
-salutes- Shall climb to the the top of this mountain. ^^
It is getting to the bottom that is the tricky part… don’t say I didn’t warn you. I admire your courage.
You will be fine… the spider girl flashlight should keep the cannibals and meat eating plants away… I think…